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today is moving day! well, moving out day. we’re finally saying goodbye to tiny apartment. bye! thanks for the small, cramped, carpeted memories.

today is also chemo day. i’m getting dose #12. it was supposed to be my last.

tomorrow, the movers will unpack at the house. grandad will pick up tantie from the airport. crate and barrel will deliver the informal dining room’s table, chairs and bench. and with any luck, lowe’s will finally deliver our dryer.

all of our days seem jam packed like that right now. they’re exciting times. they’re also stressful and tiring. like chemo, i’m looking forward to the end of what feels like a marathon. i’m looking forward to regular life.

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just a quick post to say we finally closed on our new house! we’re looking forward to installing lighting and bath fixtures, having appliances delivered and putting up paint swatches today. i really need to get back to sleep!

we were supposed to close on our house today.  that’s been pushed to friday now.  the entire first floor had to be restained and refinished.

tomorrow was supposed to be my final chemotherapy session.  now i have no idea what the end of my treatment looks like.  maybe two more cycles.  maybe imrt.

i’m on prednisone indefinitely to combat the bleomycin toxicity damage.  yesterday, my pulmonologist added bactrim three times a week to fight off any atypical pneumonias that steroid users are susceptible to.

the steroids have also swollen me to the size of a freshly cracked tube of cinnamon rolls.  poppin’ fresh would be proud.  none of my clothes fit.  i’m not trying to be all, “oh, woe is me, i’m so fat,” i’m just sayin’… i can’t open the closet and just get dressed anymore.  it really makes for a bad start to the day.  and spending money on fat clothes is really not something i’m amped up for.

my feet are blistered and peeling.  my fingernails are falling off.  my teeth are getting really sensitive.  my joints hurt.  i’m tired all the time.  i’m overly emotional and can be generally unpleasant far too much of the time.  half of my hair is growing back, but it looks muppety and i plan to shave it off.  i am so beautiful.

nugget has a cold.  she’s been seen three times for it (mostly for my benefit) and is really just fine, but it makes me sad to see her sick, especially when there’s little i can do to comfort her.  at least she’s learning to cover her mouth when she coughs.

we drove up to northern virginia yesterday for a bunch of doctor appointments.  the plan was for nugget and me to go back to my parents’ last night, but i couldn’t make the drive.  so, we’ll try again this afternoon. wish us luck!

hopefully all will go smoothly at closing on friday and slowly but surely we’ll start making our way into our new home.  i know my treatment will be sorted out eventually, but it’s difficult to see the supposed, and most anticipated, end come and go.

i know, life’s like this.

don’t you understand, tink? you mean more to me than anything in this whole world!

-peter pan (1953)

hugs for mama

halloween treats from mama

tinker bell is here!

where's my wand?

here it is!

sparkle power!

off to neverland!

time for candy, mama!

on the train at the mall

more candy, dada!

preening pixie

counting my loot

ready to go home

 

most of the day is a fuzzy blur, but i was able to come home monday afternoon.

tuesday, i vote.  wednesday, i go to the oncologist.  friday, i hopefully start chemo again, sans the bleomycin. 

i’ll be on prednisone for a while to combat the bleo toxicity damage.

 

my fever is gone.  i can almost take a full, pain-free, deep breath.  i might get to go home tomorrow.  it will depend upon my chest x-ray, a conversation between my oncologist and pulmonologist about the true necessity of a lung biopsy and the availability of take-home oxygen tanks on sundays.  happy thoughts!  good night.

nugget daddy and her grandmamie brought nugget to my hospital room to get ready for  trick-or-treating.  she was, of course, beyond adorable in her tinker bell dress and wings, sparkly green tinker bell shoes, tinker bell wand and ballet pink tights.  i pulled her tiny tresses up into the best tink-like puff i could manage, fluffed it up with plenty of hairspray and added a clip with tiny white flowers.  she politely shrieked, “dada! dada!” and beamed with pride as she was showered in nugget daddy’s hair product.  what, you didn’t think it was mine, did you?

pink night stars face and body stamp

green night stars face and body stamp

then we selected where she wanted her green star stamps placed and where best the pink star stamps were suited for.  earlier, i ‘d done a sample patch of each color on each of my cheeks so she could see how they both looked.

fairy puff shimmer powder

then we applied a very liberal dusting of pixie dust.  i should have gotten her some “pixie dust” glitter of her own to keep in her “berry bucket” for dousing unsuspecting passers-by.  ah well, there’s always next year!

tinker bell dvd

we made a few rounds though the halls to the different nurses’ stations.  nugget was heartbreakingly cute and insisted on holding my hand, always unsure of how to navigate around all the wires attached to her mama.  i told her it was almost time to go to the mall for more trick-or-treating and that her grandmamie would be getting her the tinker bell movie while they were there.

we said our goodbyes and i swear, i just couldn’t get enough hugs or kisses from my sweet baby girl.  i watched as they made their way down the hall, all the while nugget was cheerfully waving goodbye, happy as a clam, all pixied-up and ready for more candy collecting.

pottery barn kids' green fairy flower bagi stepped back into my room just as the tears started rolling down my face.  i tried to sob silently for my own selfish sadness.  i hoped she was having the time of her life, holding out her fat little felt flower bag – surely that’s what fairies collect halloween candy in – and squealing with delight with the acquisition of each new piece of candy.  she had oh-so-politely signed “thank you” for each treat she’d collected from the nurses and i hoped that trend was continuing at the mall.  i’m so very proud of my little tinklet.

i hope i can get out of here  this weekend in time for the good post-pumpkin day costume sales at the disney store and old navy.  otherwise, i might have to send someone armed with a fully charged cell phone and a whole lot of patience on my behalf!

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